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(Um…. should we begin?)
(Um…. should we begin?)
(Doing great, actually. But I'm still gonna worry.)
(Awe don't worry I'll stay by your side *winks)
((Don't flirt with my wifey! >:( ))
(Someone has to…..)
(see, someone appreciates my love *Smirks)
(Well I dont!!! Stay away from wifey and my children!)
(Doing great, actually. But I'm still gonna worry.)
(Awe don't worry I'll stay by your side *winks)
((Don't flirt with my wifey! >:( ))
(Someone has to…..)
(see, someone appreciates my love *Smirks)
(Well I dont!!! Stay away from wifey and my children!)
(muahahaha Too late they love me now!)
(Brian stared intensly at the Time Lady, studying her smooth features with interest. After a short time he sighed and then nodded his head, and looking up he informed her bluntly, "you are hot.")
("My internal temperature is fine, thanks." She replied. (Oh crap we just started an RP in an RP.))
("Well it sure is," he said slightly smirking, "because you're making me melt.") ((I feel like a rebel doing this! XD))
("Are you trying for banter? I'm against banter." she said, oblivious to all flirting attempts.)
("Well I hope you truly are a Time Lady ," Brian chuckled at her obliviousness, " because I want to see you 24/7) ((he's not trying to seriously flirt, just teasingly flirt. So you don't have to be awkward because he'll stop soon))
("Go away." she said, disappearing into her TARDIS and never returning.)
(Brian sighed, as another fake flirting assignment failed. How was he ever going to pass the government's test to get into the Alpha program?
He trudged along the road as he whispered sharply, "this RP better start soon!")
((WTF))
((WTF))
(You missed it *shakes head sadly)
(…..)
((In my defense, I'm in class))
Brian sat along with the other classmates as they watched the large tv screen flash with colors and people. They were in the grande white lunchroom eating the mysterious food they were given. Silence prowled about the room as no one spoke a word, the only sound coming from the tv.
They watched their stupid creators type on the rp thread waiting for the green light to start their actions. Sadly their creators just fooled around and keep on asking when the RP should start, when they could have just started it now. Brian sighed for the third time that day as he realized that this RP was going to take a while.
Sparrow looked at him and sighed "What are they doing?" she looked at the screen "I've been sitting on this stupid chair since yesterday.
Adeline hummed as she waited for the H*CKING RP TO START
Torin laughed then left.
(im not actually leaving this but i gotta go to lunch)
(WTF is going on… I left for an hour…)
Brian watched Torin leave the lunchroon silently, wondering where was he going. The bathrooms were on the other side of the lunchroom so he was definitely not going there. Brian stood up discretely, looking around and seeing only a few people glancing at him. He crept out of the lunchroom room silently stalking Torin to wherever he was going. Brian was still new to this school and so it was a bit hard to know which place was which. Little did Brian know was that some shadows lurking behind him at a small distance, following him.
Hidden in those shadows was Sparrow watching them because she wondered why they were walking to the edge of the screen.
Gleb walked through the hallways. He had his bag slung over one shoulder. He stares at his phone screen, flipping through apps. He sighs and shoves his free hand into his pants pocket
Brian watched Torin go to the very end of the screen and step onto a random trampoline that was there. He watched as Torin jumped and jumped until he got just the right bounce and then launches himself into the bright sky.
All Brian could do was gasp as he saw Torin soar upwards to hight unknown. Brian then pulled out a pair of bunoculars. He watched as Torin pulled back his arm and upslap his creator who was still typing on other chats while eating. The slap resounded through the sky as Brian could hear a shriek of pain enimate from the user. Slowly like an angel, Torin ascended from the blue sky, as graceful as a taco. He heard Torin shout as he fell, "get your sh*t together and start this RP!"
But Brian knew that Torrin didn't actually slap his creator, Torrin had slapped Brian's creator. Because only Anime Addict could write these characters this badly.
(Can someone explain what's going on)
(we're waiting for Oakie Dokie to start because no one know exactly how to. So we're just randomly writing about how our characters are waiting for this RP to start (inside this RP)…of that makes any sense…)
(Can someone explain what's going on)
(long story short we got bored of waiting and created a Rp in an Rp)
(Ok)
(Ok)
(Join in!!)
(Oh uh…)
(And a blah blah blah…blah blah)
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